Not anticipating that enthusiastic welcome, Jasper caught her in a startled and careful one-armed hug with a pat and an anxious laugh. "You look...nice, too," wasn't that supposed to be his line? Where was the script? "The doorman was very attentive, he, um," well, yes, he was weird, but you didn't just go saying that about strangers, especially somebody else's strangers. "That's okay! I brought coffee," good segue, very natural. Jasper held up the basket for Jan to see, flowers spilling out of one end and not looking much like coffee, but maybe that made him kind of mysterious and cool. Nothing about a basket was mysterious and cool, was it? "This," he tried to excuse, dropping the basket to his side and all of the pride rushing out of him, twisting his hand dismissively, "was just not to crush anything. See." So cool. With a deep breath, lips drawn tight, he shook his head so Jan wouldn't make this more awful by addressing it and changed the topic boldly; "How are you?"